Drone shot by Jorma Kaukonen
There is never a good time for bad news but it comes unbidden whether we called for it or not. A couple of days ago a friend emailed us with the most unfortunate news that our dear friend, Woody Mann was nearing the end of his time with us. Woody and I had been friends for some time, but we just were not the kind to have that kind of life discussion. By the time I heard of his plight I was able to email him, but he could only respond with a smile.
You say goodbye to someone with the preconceived notion that you will meet again and continue the conversation where you left off. For me that’s an important state of mind. It keeps the weight of life from becoming unbearable. I took for granted that that we would probably see each other sometime later this year but it is obviously not to be.
Woody was an impeccably honest artist. He was utterly without pretense. He was also the most giving of souls when it came to his role as a teacher. No detail was too cumbersome for him to unpack. A mensch in all things, he was an elegant spirit. My heart goes out to Valerie, his fearless and loving wife.
Fair winds and following seas. I will miss you brother!